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So I’m strollin’ past her corner—smells like cheap fags and regret. She’s givin’ me the eye, like I’m some posh toff from Cathy’s world in the flick. “What’s a gent like you doin’ here?” she croaks. Voice like gravel— probs smoked 20 a day since she was 12. I’m fumin’, cos who’s she callin’ gent? Cheeky cow! But then—surprise—she’s got this cracked smile, proper human, y’know? Reminds me of Cathy’s fake grin when she’s hidin’ her misery. “It’s all pretend,” I mutter, kickin’ a can down the road.

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The experience was mechanical and the worker didn't seem to enjoy it at all, and she also found an excuse to insist I leave before I "finished".

So, listen, I'm a women's counselor here, and I'm all about the tiny details. Ever heard of the park near Fuhlsbuetteler Str? Yeah, that one, it's hidden like a secret smoochy spot. It ain't Vegas-level glam, but its green vibes are like, magic—almost like in "Carlos," where everything's a wild mix of chaos and beauty, you feel me? Hmm... "To choose is to reject." And oh, come on! Sometimes the city speaks in whispers and every corner got a story.

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